He sets down the controller and sits on the floor, hands in his lap and twiddling his fingers to keep himself occupied. There were four occasions that Ken can remember, outside of battles in Tartarus, on which he could have -- and as far as he was concerned, should have -- died. The first was when his mother died, but the other three were different, though related.
"You saw the first," he explains, and he thinks he doesn't have to tell Hiro anymore. That was the first thing they talked about, after all, the memory Hiro saw about him and Shinjiro. And the second time... "The second time, I ended up in this world."
There wasn't, in the end, ever a moment when Ken actively decided not to go through with it. An interruption, an intervention, something happening or someone arriving just a moment too early. Even right now, it wasn't like those doubts had disappeared. "It felt wrong to be here," he confesses, the words mumbled at the floor. "It still does."
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He sets down the controller and sits on the floor, hands in his lap and twiddling his fingers to keep himself occupied. There were four occasions that Ken can remember, outside of battles in Tartarus, on which he could have -- and as far as he was concerned, should have -- died. The first was when his mother died, but the other three were different, though related.
"You saw the first," he explains, and he thinks he doesn't have to tell Hiro anymore. That was the first thing they talked about, after all, the memory Hiro saw about him and Shinjiro. And the second time... "The second time, I ended up in this world."
There wasn't, in the end, ever a moment when Ken actively decided not to go through with it. An interruption, an intervention, something happening or someone arriving just a moment too early. Even right now, it wasn't like those doubts had disappeared. "It felt wrong to be here," he confesses, the words mumbled at the floor. "It still does."